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Contextualizing the metal bibliotheque As if to say, "I am the redeemer" Where alpaca is the most practical safe word To end an El General song You translated Éden, Éden, Éden Tears falling on your French-to-English dictionary While I read Gary Indiana's Horse Crazy Next to your sex toy shaped like a pink banana We don't wanna be safe, we want experience We want it louder It's crushing our ears, we don't give a fuck We want it louder Loud enough to destroy the talismans of our depressions We don't wanna be safe, we want experience We want it louder It's good to look in your eyes Knowing your eyes aren't the bottom of the soul Because they high kick me like Sly Stone on the cover of Fresh (Fresh) We're all winners and everything's cool We're gonna be okay 'cause we're special Anyway, I thrive on racing thoughts That would drive other breeders totally mental SongtexteWe don't wanna be safe, we want experience We want it louder It's crushing our ears, we don't give a fuck We want it louder Loud enough to destroy the talismans of our depressions We don't wanna be safe, we want experience We want it louder I'm only trying to get God's attention by being an atheist If we could transcend linear time Think of what it would do to our inhibitions We don't wanna be safe, we want experience We want it louder It's crushing our ears, we don't give a fuck We want it louder Aus Songtexte Mania